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Aziraphale (softangel) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-08-03 23:05:00

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WHO: Aziraphale and Crowley
WHAT: Another arrival
WHERE: The center of town
WHEN: Today

The end of the world, it turned out was not quite as traumatic as one might have expected of such a thing. Sure there had been some highs and lows, and things might have gotten just a little bit hot there for a moment, but in the end life continued on the way it always had - the sun came up each day and then set each evening and most importantly they were both still there.

And of course there were still crepes, the world simply would have been not worth saving without them. And so when Crowley had asked if he'd enjoy popping to his favorite little shop in Paris for some, Aziraphale had thought that was perhaps one of his better ideas.

"Has it moved?" He asked when they rematerialized in a place that was certainly not Paris." At least not in this century, or truly any century that Aziraphale had ever seen it in.

"This is not right." Not at all, and though he could be reticent about many things, a mistake had been made here and he didn't know where they were now, which for an Angel who had spent all of existence traveling the globe to be in a place he did not know was simply unheard of. "What have you done?"

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_crowley_
2019-08-04 10:07 pm UTC (link)

No, it had not moved -- at least not so much where the crepe shoppe was now an interdimensional cafe, anyway. So, in that, Aziraphale was absolutely correct: this was not right. It most certainly wasn't Paris. Frankly, it didn't even really feel like Earth.

Crowley was all at once making a face; simultaneous confusion, big frown and possibly a big pout was on the way in, next. It all seemed fair, given that he was confused and also upset because this was not how he'd planned on spending his day, not at all. It felt like a big waste of energy to go about saving the world from mass destruction only to go on a field trip to somewhere else immediately after.

"What?" He asked, turning a good deal of outrage onto Aziraphale. "What did I do? What did you do?"

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softangel
2019-08-04 11:35 pm UTC (link)

"Me?" Aziraphale scoffed at the very suggestion, as a former agent of the Lord God he certainly did not make mistakes, and certainly not any that would land them somewhere that was very much not Earth by the feel of it. Alpha Centauri certainly had not changed this much since the last time he'd seen it and well where exactly where the crepes?

"No, no I had nothing to do with this," He shook his head at the mere suggestion that it might have been him. After all he would know if he'd done something like this.

He frowned, this was not at all where they were meant to be, even if there were crepes to be had, and from what he could see there certainly were not. But it was easily fixed, they could sort out exactly who was to blame for this cock up once they had actually made it to Paris. As it was - well it was just a matter of a thought, to travel and Aziraphale had that very thought, the exact point where he wanted to arrive was held in his mind and of course with Crowley beside him.

Only.

Nothing happened. They were not whisked from this place and to their correct destination. They had not moved at all. And Aziraphale the self proclaimed level headed being that he was, could not find it in himself to admit just yet that they might just be stuck here. And so rather than mention his attempt at traveling second time instead what he said was. "Crowley, would you be a dear and get us to Paris, and we'll simply put this whole scene behind us."